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“You’re always smiling,” Ben said. “How do you keep it up?”

“I...” It was easy talking to him in the darkness, easy to overshare. But he’d half thought she was the cause of all his trouble. Mandy gave him a generic answer. “It takes as much effort to smile as it does to frown.”

“And you’re incredibly honest.”

“I’m not. I just... I have very little to hide.” Only her feelings and her debt and the fact that she’d lied to her sister about their inheritance and the reason their mother stayed away.

“I doubt that. Everyone has layers.” His head bent toward hers, almost as if he was going to kiss her. And then he pulled back, tilting his head to the side.

The kiss impression was totally the moon’s fault.

Stupid moon.